I approach the ring butterflies in my stomach. The lights blinding. You're so much smaller but just as intimidating.
The bell rings and lights go out. A tunnel vision of only you. I shuffle my feet by no means slow. I juke and jive. I flinch you connect. Birds chirping and stars. Bells ringing in my ear. Ring.
You cut me I bleed. I go to my corner to reevaluate my strategy. I look at the cut-man, looking back at me. The cut-man patches me up, whispers in my ear and sends me back in. I protect myself, hands up. I block the blows. This time I'm ready. I return the punch.
The bell rings and lights go out. A tunnel vision of only you. I shuffle my feet by no means slow. I juke and jive. I flinch you connect. Birds chirping and stars. Bells ringing in my ear. Ring.
You cut me I bleed. I go to my corner to reevaluate my strategy. I look at the cut-man, looking back at me. The cut-man patches me up, whispers in my ear and sends me back in. I protect myself, hands up. I block the blows. This time I'm ready. I return the punch.
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